Apocalypse Now

Lyrics

[Produced by SOUL BEAT] [Intro] I've seen horrors... horrors that you've seen. But you have no right to call me a murderer. You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to judge me. It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror... Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not, then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies! [Verse 1: gamemast15r & Almighty U-Sorcerer] I murder motherfuckers, I'm serving you motherfuckers I'm trying to make sure that I never heard of you motherfuckers I flip mics, while my boy flips dykes While I make them flip back cause I don't hit right I'm the white Ingagi, the white honky You can't stop me, I'm not Nazi I'm just obvi-ous, you can't stop me cuz I'm just waiting for motherfuckers to start poppin' up Uh, make niggas run faster than computer motors We got TEC's, you got super soakers What we got here is a failure to communicate Niggas worldwide pay me to assassinate Y'all niggas so worried about a super-team You ain't realize Almighty bout to shoot from three Ever since first grade, I knew I'd always be a baller I'm Andre like 3K, you Andre Iguodala [Chorus] Get ready for the apocalypse, we droppin' clips You already know who the apostle is The sorcerer & the master, ain't nobody stoppin' us Massacre mass murder, now get ready for the apocalypse [Bridge: gamemast15r] Pull an evil dead, all I can do is be groovy I got nuttin' to do but rip off of scary movies [Verse 2: Almighty U-Sorcerer] And horror's my reality, I have to tote an Uzi Wintertime, stocking up my wood, no Snoopy Got your team on the bench like you took them to Judge Judy Rhymes are flawless beauties and the content sound like Call of Duty Welcome to my hell, you will never escape Remember niggas killed themselves with some measuring tape Barbers getting slaughtered, we made it look like a beauty shop It's hard to get the center of my brain like a Tootsie Pop Had a lunch at Golden Corral, got cloned in a cell I'm a major like Ghost In The Shell, I'm going to hell Ball like Johnson in Orlando, that's some magic for the both of us Now the time for apocalypse, Francis Ford Coppola Yeah, me and Master on a track, now it's a masterpiece Kill me now and I'll live forever, this ain't the last of me Put a gun to his head, now his thoughts have started weakening Hate to wrap it up like a taco with no seasoning [Chorus] [Bridge: Almighty U-Sorcerer] Turn you to a ghost, you'll be looking like Casper I threw the magic touch in and gave it to the master [Verse 3: gamemast15r] Who told your fucking ghost writers that they could be rappers I'm the spawn of the elder gods and the son of a bastard Completely an addict, I'm like Columbine but completely in traffic When your song comes on the radio all I hear completely is static Remember when I said "I'm rock hard, you stay soft" Let's escalate, bitch I'm Rakim and you're Jake Paul I'm like a McDonald's slaughterhouse when I go and bring to beef to you Giving your ass third degree burns when I go off and bring the heat to you People tell me I wear my fucking heart on my sleeve But I got tattoos of mass murder and All Hallow's Eve I'll cut you're life support like I make cuts on a record In the school of hard knocks, bitch I'm the professor Human history repeats, we'll probably never learn our lessons And mother nature works as it does to make sure the world is mended Why the fuck do we really care about this race shit Cause in the end we're all gonna fucking die, just face it [Outro] You have to have men who are moral... and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling... without passion... without judgment... without judgment! Because it's judgment that defeats us